I really hate bill collectors. They call for stuff you don't even know exists and then you hve to scramble trying to figure out what the hell they are talking about and if it is even real. Then you have to haggle them suckers down from the outrageous # they have back down to the original amount. It's annoying. I mean really. Screw Columbia House and their Dvd's.
Anyhow... Now that that's over.
I never got to go thrifting yesterday. I decided to call the Bursars office before I left the house. That was really a good idea. I had to pay them a whole bunch of mola and now I am pretty much flat busted... well Rick is.
Oh my goodness, This is probably the most boring blog ever. Who cares, right? You don't care.